Chapter 142: Letting go may not be true-minded

"Actually, there are still side effects.....

He Xuku deliberately pursed his lips, pretending to be very serious, and gloom covered his face.

"Don't scare me, you should take it off if there are side effects, in the future, in the future, there is really something, call my parents to beg you, I see you, you don't have a good heart at all, hold back your strength, don't you think you don't want money, unwilling." ”

Xu Fan was really scared, at this time, he didn't even ask what the side effects of this talisman were, probably scared a little bit of the six gods?

"Oh, it's okay if you think so, anyway, your family is rich, hehe, why don't you ask me what the side effects are?"

He Xu smiled coolly, smiling very happily.

"Are you kidding me? Damn, ignore you, I don't bother to care about any side effects, and go. ”

Suddenly understood that He Xuku was playing with himself, Xu Fan was suddenly ashamed and angry, and paused.

"Hehe, let's go, you're all like me in your dreams at night, it's great. ”

He Xuku's voice was very low, so low that it seemed that he could only hear it.

"I, I don't want it, why should I dream of you, why do I dream about it, you still make it bad. ”

Xu Fan at this time, his ears were very sharp, and he heard He Xuku's whisper, and he turned around in a hurry, screaming angrily, looking at the situation, he was really going to cry.

"Hehe, don't joke with me, that charm has no side effects at all, it's an exorcism, you can rest assured. ”

He Xuku no longer teased her, in fact, He Xuku didn't think of this repeated teasing, he just thought it was funny, or was it to make her remember herself?

Looking, Xu Fan, who was silent and had tears in his eyes, hurriedly walked out, and He Xuku actually felt that there was a sense of emptiness in his heart, and there seemed to be something missing. should have had it, but watched it leave, at this moment, He Xuku deeply realized that the swift withdrawal of the wind, the soul was like a flash of time and space.

"You're happy, aren't you?"

There was a throbbing, He Xuku silently pressed the microphone, at this time, Tang Sisi actually called, He Xuku suddenly felt trembling, and couldn't help but feel cold and trembling like chaff.

"Why don't you speak?"

In the crying voice, Tang Sisi was still vicious, as if he was gritting his teeth and saying.

"I, I, don't know what to say, okay. ”

I can't help but say it, and I really don't know what to say, He Xu snorted coolly, the voice was even lower than the lingering mosquitoes, even he couldn't hear it.

"Of course you don't know what you're saying good, you're good, you're good, you're good, you're right!"

Tang Sisi actually stopped crying, and the hateful words directly hit He Xuku's eardrums, and they fell on his heart like a needle prick, and his heart seemed to be pierced, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

With a "click", Tang Sisi hung up the phone.

It was also a "click", and the phone in He Xuku's hand fell to the ground.

I'm fine, I'm fine, huh!

Right?

Sweat flowed down his cheeks, He Xuku knew that his face at this moment should also be pale, bloodless, throbbing like his lips, and the muscles around his body were also throbbing from time to time, making himself like a swing, unable to stand but unable to squat, the stiff seemed to be frozen, and the bones around his body made a slight creaking sound, colliding with each other.

Suddenly I feel that I have no qualifications to pursue love at all, and to get love, in this current state, how can I love people like myself?

"I deserve it!"

He Xuku, who had cold hands and feet, was angry for a while, and suddenly felt all his thoughts in discouragement, and he bit it with hatred, and there was a sharp pain at the tip of his tongue, and a mouth full of blood gushed out, flowed to the corners of his lips, hung into silk, and dripped down.

I don't want it, I don't want anything!

With a scream in his heart, He Xuku closed his eyes and fell weakly in the chair.....

"He Xuku, male, at a certain time in a certain year, a certain month, a certain time, was angry, and unintentionally chewed his tongue and committed suicide......"

In the glittering light, a string of characters dangled messily in front of my eyes.

Hehe, am I committing suicide?

He Xu looked at it coldly and muttered to himself.

The glittering string of words disappeared faintly.

Does giving up mean death?

"Hehe, you kid is very open-minded, and he gave up automatically!"

Shuai Mengtian sneered, looking at He Xuku, who was lost and depressed, with a look of disdain.

"Don't let go of your fart, what's wrong, is it wrong to give up?" He Xu roared angrily: "Instead of feeling incompetent, it's better to get rid of it as soon as possible and save a lot of trouble, isn't it?" "I, how do I know the pain at this moment, I bit the tip of my tongue, and I broke off? You are so sneering here, looking at my jokes? Don't you just think I'm a bad breed and run away? This is a moment of anger, and he even punched at Shuai Mengtian.

"You're angry at me, relieve your hatred?"

Shuai Mengtian seemed to have been on guard for a long time, and disappeared in an instant.

"That's it, how!"

He Xuku punched in the air, but he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he couldn't help shouting loudly: "Don't go, if you have the ability, let's fight with real swords and guns, then we are called real immortals, I will smash your balls, you hateful guy!"

The body danced wildly, using his hands and feet together, as if he was crazy.

"Why, why, I, don't deserve anything!"

The roar was rageous, the words were heart-wrenching, and it was as dark as the night, and the screams were so pale and powerless, spreading out in the wilderness.

"Have you made enough trouble?"

"I, I, am I really useless?"

Using up the last bit of strength, He Xuku suddenly sat on the ground, looked up at the dark night sky, and was speechless.

"Get out of your ball, what do you mean I've made enough fuss?"

At this moment, He Xuku was very surprised that his exhausted strength was restored in an instant, and a fish leap swung his fist in the direction where he spoke.

"Still interesting?"

The voice let out a sneer, and the astonishment was full of disdain.

"Damn, you just know?"

Although a punch was thrown, it was still empty, He Xuku gritted his teeth, still frantically waving his fist, still hitting in the direction of speaking, knowing that this punch might still be empty, but he felt that his hatred was really nowhere to be released, and he had to use this disorderly, almost crazy dance, or rather, the kind of painful, and the ensuing full killing intent, so that he really had no regrets.

With a "bang", a figure flew out, and after a wail, it fell to the ground with a bang.

The light gradually brightened.

The ancient walls, the billowing smoke, the screams, the screams, the mingle.

Strange costumes, sprinting crowds, fearful looks, fierce eyes, chasing and rushing.

Dusty......

This, what is this place?

Suddenly, He Xu suddenly felt a cold wind behind his head, instinctively tilted his head, tilted his body, and hooked his right hand, and there was another wail, and someone fell to the ground with a "plop".

"General, this person, what kind of person is this person!"

Dressed in armor and holding a spear, the soldier looked at He Xuku in extreme horror, as if he was asking a commander.

"I, how do I know?"

It was also a non-commissioned officer in armor and holding a big sword, and he also looked at He Xuku with suspicion, not knowing how to answer.

Looking at the skin color, He Xuku is no different from them, but that outfit is extremely weird, in their eyes.

A thin down jacket on the upper body, a pair of slacks on the lower body, which is fleece, and a pair of tourist shoes on the feet, such a dress, where have they seen it, on the other hand, those people's outfits, He Xuku has never seen them, I haven't seen them in reality, I have seen them in the film and television, isn't it what ancient times it looks like, as for what dynasty this is, He Xuku can't be determined, but seeing the panicked panic and scattered crowd that these people are chasing, it doesn't seem to be Han people, then, it can be said that what they are facing now, which is almost the same as their own appearance, should be Han people。

Is this a dream, or has it crossed over?

A tongue biting that didn't pay attention to it turned out to be in ancient times.

Obviously, this is a war between the Han Chinese and the ethnic minorities.

It seems that the Han people have the upper hand, driving and killing those who don't know what kind of nationality they are. The person he knocked down with his fist unintentionally just now was also a foreigner, you see his fat robe, wide sleeves, light nose and blue eyes, and pale skin, what kind of race is he? In the deep eye sockets, there is a look of extreme fear, and he has lost his brilliance like death.

"Who are you?"

The non-commissioned officer clenched the knife in his hand, roared angrily, and headed at He Xuku.

"Who are you?"

He Xu said secretly, his outfit shows that he is not from this place, that is, they look the same as himself, but they will also classify themselves as aliens, once they wave their knives at each other, how can their just-exhausted physical energy resist these wolf-like men, and they still have weapons in their hands?

In fact, He Xuku didn't understand what they were saying at all, and they naturally couldn't understand what He Xuku was saying.

Therefore, when those people saw it, He Xuku's frightened and shocked looks, they glanced at each other, and they instantly had a tacit understanding, brandished their weapons together, and ran towards He Xuku.

"I, I'm a tiger, what's the matter, what kind of bad things have made me catch up?"

Seeing that it was not good, He Xuku hurriedly hugged his head and scurried, twisted his body, and "Goodong" arrived on the ground, and it was the guy who was knocked to the ground by his own punch just now tripped over himself.

"It's over, it's over. ”

He Xu wailed and couldn't help but feel miserable.

This unintentionally bites my tongue, hey, I actually bit myself to death, this bite is bitten to death, hey, why is it still like a dream, I just crossed it, I don't know what dynasty this is, I don't know what dynasty it is, hey, this just crossed over, and I died immediately, it's really ridiculous.

The cold wind in the back of his head is approaching, and he can't hide.

Hee-hee, it's dead!